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Chapter eight hundred and eight long sleep

Wang Sancai didn't know.

He had just woken up and felt very sudden in his mind. He suddenly received such a large amount of information, which made him feel a little difficult to digest.

However, when he saw this, he couldn't help but stop and take a deep breath. What happened during the period when he was "rebirth"?

Wang Sancai began to clarify his thoughts bit by bit through Aning's diary.

Obviously, a lot of things happened after he self-destructed. Just through the records in the diary, Wang Sancai knew that he had exploded into a piece of corpse after self-destruct. Ye Zhanhua died, Mengyao came, and the true god also appeared, and came here with Mengyao, Aning and himself.

Considering this, Wang Sancai couldn't help but look around the small thatched hut and couldn't help but think... Is this the residence of the true god?

Why do you seem to be in the mortal world?

The key is, what exactly happened to me? Since I have been blown into a corpse, how did I become so intact today?

Wang Sancai suddenly remembered a word mentioned in Aning's diary - self-healing.

He couldn't help but feel aroused in his heart. Is it really the CSSOL system working? Or is it because he is responsible for the task of "rebirth"?

After thinking for a while, Wang Sancai was unable to confirm. He couldn't help but sigh, grabbed Aning's diary and opened a new page to continue reading.

"I have insomnia. This is the first time I have insomnia in my history. I still remember that Huang Shikun was resurrected by the True God almost these days after his death. However, when the blue bird finally woke up Huang Shikun, Huang Shikun had no memory of anything. In the words of the True God, his spiritual intelligence had been sleeping for too long, and after waking up, he had forgotten everything before, and some of them were all Huang Shikun's skin.

I was so scared, afraid that after Wang San woke up, he would become another person like Huang Shikun, becoming no one remembers, and becoming unaware of me. I just sat by the bed and looked at him quietly. Until dawn, it was still hard to calm down in my heart. I wish he could touch my forehead gently when I accidentally fell asleep by the bed and called my name softly. But I waited for a whole night."

After reading this diary, Wang Sancai couldn't help but feel silent. He savored Aning's words carefully, and was also confused about what happened to him.

Obviously. This diary was written by Aning from the evening of the fifth day to the early morning of the sixth day after his self-destruction. If we calculate, Huang Shikun was about five or six days after his death and was resurrected by the True God. However, after his resurrection, he had become a vegetable, and he also became a vegetable.

But the key is that after Huang Shikun woke up, he had become another new life, but he did not! He did not lose any memory, and Wang Sancai still remembered everything clearly!

Could it be that it is because I have been in a coma much less time than Huang Shikun?

Wang Sancai immediately wanted to know how long he had been in a coma. However, after reading Aning's diary, there were at least 30 or 40 pages left. If he wrote one page a day, he had been in a coma for 30 or 40 days, right?

He quickly opened the next page.

"On the seventh night, I was awakened in a nightmare, and I dreamed of the night that I would never forget for the rest of my life. I dreamed of those terrifying explosions. I remembered the unbelievable expression he turned around and looked at me when he turned around and looked at me. I really don't know what happened to me at that time. At that time, I just felt my mind blank. After coming back to my senses, I found that I had stabbed the weapon into his heart. I suddenly wanted to die very much. It was all caused by me."

The handwriting in this paragraph is extremely sloppy. It seems that Aning hurriedly recorded it in horror. It seems that he dreamed of the night when he self-destructed himself?

Wang Sancai couldn't help but recall the fact that he turned around and saw Aning stabbing the spirit-milling army with a saw blade into his heart, and the words that Ye Zhanhua was squatting in front of an iron cage.

He sighed slightly in his heart and then looked:

"I found that even if he woke up, I couldn't face him. At this moment, I really missed him not to wake up. In my dream, he roared at me and asked me loudly why I betrayed him. I said I didn't, but I couldn't explain the fact that had happened. He roared and said that I was lying to him, and twisted my neck frantically, but in the explosion, he said to me that he loved me, and remembered that he had just told me that night that he loved me. Although I knew he was comforting me, I was so happy in my heart, but the next moment I betrayed him somehow. Why did I do this? Why did I do this?"

This page is full of writing, and it has been written to the end so far. Wang Sancai continued to open the next page in silence, and found that the handwriting on the next page was much more neat than the previous page. However, from this sentence, Wang Sancai saw the deep sadness in Aning's heart at that time:

"I woke up again, this time the dream was so real... I dreamed that people all over the world would explode if they lie. I walked on the street, crackling around like fireworks that Wang Sancai had set off. I passed through the crowd and roared to his residence, shouting loudly that I loved him. Finally, it can prove that I had never lie to him. He opened the window and poked his head and said that he was the same, and then it exploded into a red glow in the sky."

Wang Sancai was silent for a long time after reading this page. He suddenly felt his nose sore. Aning kept recording his efforts. As for her fatal blow at that time, although Wang Sancai didn't understand, he could still think that there must be something tricky about it. He sighed heavily and simply opened a new page and continued to read.

But as soon as he opened it, Wang Sancai found that many pages had been torn in the middle of this page. He was a little surprised what words Aning had torn off, but he continued to read without pause.

"My heart suddenly calmed down. Today is the eighteenth day of our return. I suddenly realized that it seemed good that Wang Sancai was just unconscious. Even if he was awake and didn't remember me, it would be fine as long as he was happy. Isn't forgetting those past troubles a kind of happiness for him? I enjoy a quiet life like now, but how long can we enjoy it?

From the words of the True God, Mengyao and I can hear that our Ice Continent will soon fall. If it is really like the True God said, then, in more than a year, will all of us humans die? But think about it carefully, what can we do if we only have one year of life? Living happily for a year is much better than living depressed for a hundred years."

Seeing this, Wang Sancai couldn't help but frowned and jumped to the 18th day. There were so many pages behind him. How long have he been in a coma?

Also, what does the fall of the Ice Continent mean? All mankind only has one year of life left? What is this and what?

Wang Sancai quickly opened a new page.

"On the 19th day, when I cleaned Wang Sancai's body and changed into new clothes, I suddenly found that his body was reacting. But I was so panicked. Why do men always react the fastest..."

Damn it!!

Wang Sancai couldn't help feeling deeply embarrassed. It turned out that this girl Anning had been helping him clean his body. What made him feel even more ashamed was... on the 19th day of his coma, was this... a wave?

Wang Sancai quickly looked on, but saw something that made him even more embarrassed...

"I tried to use the Blue Bird to awaken Huang Shikun. I hope Wang Sancai can wake up as soon as possible. It was really strange for the first time. He stuffed it in his mouth and felt like a lowly woman, but I didn't feel disgusted at all. This is probably because of love? I just feel so tired of repeating an action."

Wang Sancai only felt his cheeks burning, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time... Has he been fucked by Aning's fanatic girl?

Damn, do you dare to be a little more fucked?!

He continued to read and found that within several pages of the following, all the texts recorded that made him, a big man, felt blunt, and all the things Aning did to awaken him to imitate the blue bird. They even described them in great detail, and even wrote some of her own experiences, etc.

Wang Sancai looked at the six or seven pages, but he couldn't stand it anymore. He looked down at his crotch and saw that his good brother had reacted, and he couldn't help but feel very amused and crying.

He couldn't help feeling extremely embarrassed. Could it be that he had just woken up and got out of bed and felt light and fluffy because it was too empty?

Wang Sancai took a few deep breaths, temporarily suppressed his impulse, and decided not to read these contents that could easily cause impulsivity. He simply turned to the last page of Aning's diary, wanting to see how long he had been in a coma.

The handwriting on the last page is still very new, and you can tell at a glance that it has not been written for a long time. However, Wang Sancai glared at him, but he was stunned in an instant!

Wow—

Wang Sancai fell to the ground after his diary was accidentally shot. The heat on his face faded away, and his face was filled with disbelief. Even his extremely awkward mood just now disappeared completely at this moment.

In my whole heart, it was like a bomb exploded.

He stayed for a long time before muttering, "Damn... I've been in a coma for a whole year?"

Scream-

The door of the hut was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Sancai couldn't help but subconsciously look at it and saw a woman in pink cloth walking in with a bucket of water in her hand, with a dry towel on her other hand.

The woman's long hair was tied into a bun and tied behind her head, with a simple hairpin inserted on it. Her left half of her face was disfigured and looked a little ferocious, but she did not cover it with a trace of bangs, leaving the disfigured face exposed in the air.
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